Three beautiful things most days.
1. A day of parcels.
2. I bring my new stickers up to show Alec and he selects some for his laptop.
3. Honeysuckle has scrambled over the willow in the car park and over next door's back wall. The scent lies in our garden.
1. The Common has dried out a lot since I was last out. There is a dusty path beaten smooth across the spot that is still rutted and ridged ...
